Peace Like A River


It was a wide river, mistakable for a lake or even an ocean unless you'd been wading and knew its current. Somehow I'd crossed it... Now I saw the stream regrouped below, flowing on through what might've been vineyards, pastures, orhards... It flowed between and alongside the rivers of people; from here it was no more than a silver wire winding toward the city. - Leif Enger, Peace Like A River

Thursday, December 15, 2005

Friday

Friday is a school day for me, so back in the evening. Saturday morning have one more seminar, than done with the semester, and back for the home stretch Jan 20. And Saturday evening is the MOB Winter Bash! (I don't drink, but am looking forward to meeting folks.)

The other day we got a fair amount of snow, and was slippery and Rhonda slid into someone with the minivan. Crunched up the front left side a bit. Door doesn't open very far and the turn light is out, but at least the headlight still works.

We're planning to go to my sister's place in St. Louis for Christmas, so hopefully the van will still make it there. If we have to take my Tacoma, the gas bill would put us in the poorhouse.

John and Hanna have been enjoying Bambi lately. Hanna will bound around the floor saying "I'm Bambi". Hmm, not sure I like the idea of her calling herself "Bambi." Definitely will have to put a stop to that before the teenage years.

The other day she helpfully picked up some paper clips that had fallen on the floor, and she said "Bambi is a hero?"

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